Experiment in Terror Page #2

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- Yes.

We can't risk having

the subject spot us.

But tell the agents to keep watch

for a counter-surveillance.

He may be expecting

something like this.

- What's the bank manager like?

- His name's Burkhardt.

- He's reliable. We've checked him out.

- All right.

Take him into our confidence

when we get all the information.

- But no one else in the bank.

- I'll get over there right now.

Mr. Ripley.

There's a Miss Nancy Ashton

waiting in the conference.

- Nancy Ashton?

- Yes, she asked to see an agent.

I see. All right, thank you.

Miss Ashton?

I'm John Ripley.

How do you do, Mr. Ripley?

Won't you sit down?

Well, now, what can I do for you?

Well, I really shouldn't be

taking up your time...

...but I have a very dear friend

who's in trouble.

Thank you.

- Would you like one?

- No, thank you.

I told my friend that I would do

whatever I could to help...

...and I said I was coming

down here to FBl...

...to ask some questions.

I hope this isn't too much

of an inconvenience for you.

I can't be too specific.

Well, suppose you tell me

what you can.

Well, she's gotten involved

with a man...

...and he's not--

He's a pretty terrible man, really.

He's caused her a lot of trouble.

And I told her if she came down here

and talked with you people....

Well, I mean....

Would she be prosecuted

for something she couldn't help?

What kind of a crime, Miss Ashton?

It's a serious one.

Embezzlement?

Extortion? Blackmail?

We're an investigative agency only,

Miss Ashton.

We turn our facts over to the

U.S. Attorney. It's for him to decide.

You mean, you couldn't--?

Make a deal?

No, Miss Ashton, we don't make deals.

No promises.

But I'd suggest if your friend wants

to make a break with this man...

...she do it now,

before she becomes more involved.

If she has committed a crime,

she'll be prosecuted, of course.

But the jury will take into consideration

any mitigating circumstances.

Thank you.

You've been very kind, Mr. Ripley.

I'll tell my friend.

I'd like to buy you a drink

some evening.

- I'll survive if you say no.

- No, I'm very flattered.

But you're a very busy man,

and you don't have much time.

I understand.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, Miss Ashton.

This little chick comes on

like a registered nurse.

You get a block away from the house,

and-- Whammo!.

I almost didn't get to work tonight.

Wow, what a miserable night.

You don't believe this baby-sitter.

You don't believe her.

- Hi, Kelly.

- Morning.

You look a little ragged

around the edges.

I didn't get much sleep.

- Miss Sherwood.

- Yes, Mr. Burkhardt?

Would you please go

into the conference room?

Yes, of course.

Miss Sherwood?

My name's Ripley. I'm the agent who

spoke to you on the phone last night.

I'm glad to see you.

Well, why don't we sit down.

Is there something wrong?

No. It's just that every time I speak

to somebody on the phone...

...I get a mental image of what

they're supposed to look like.

Usually I'm wrong.

And your case is no exception.

- I guess everybody does that.

- Yeah, I guess they do.

Well, now, about your problem....

You know, I just can't believe it.

It's hard to adjust. I can't think.

Well, I'd be surprised

if you reacted any other way.

I didn't think he'd do

anything violent.

He scared me. But for some reason, l

didn't believe he was completely serious.

And then he comes in the house

and catches me phoning you.

All right, now the first thing we need is

a description of this man.

I don't know what he looks like.

I never saw him.

- That'll make things a little difficult.

- But I'd certainly recognize his voice.

Yeah, what else?

There's something wrong

with his breathing.

- What do you mean by that?

- Well....

It sounded like asthmatic breathing.

My sister, Toby, had a mild

asthmatic condition for a year...

...and it sounded like that,

sort of labored and wheezing.

What did he say?

That he wanted me to steal $100,000

from the bank...

...and that if I didn't...

...he'd kill me and my sister.

That he killed twice before

and wouldn't hesitate to do it again.

He said that he's not

the only one watching me.

That he would know my every move.

And that...

...if I contacted the police....

Did you drive your sister

to school this morning?

- You tell her about this?

- No, but--

You see, Toby and I are very close,

and she's a very intuitive young lady.

She guessed something was wrong.

I didn't manage to carry it off very well.

She knows it's serious

or it could be.

She doesn't know what it is,

but I promised to tell her.

I don't think you'd better.

Suppose you let me tell her.

Besides, I wanna give her

some instructions.

All right.

Do you think that it's possible

that he knows you're involved?

No, I doubt it.

You see, we really can't tell

until he tries to contact you.

If he does try to contact you,

then he doesn't know.

And if he doesn't contact me?

You will be well protected.

- It's not gonna be easy.

- No, it's not.

As a matter of fact,

it's gonna get a lot tougher.

He's gonna work on you

and your sister...

...until you just may decide

to go along with him rather than us.

If I do this, I'll do it all the way.

Don't worry about anything like that.

Fine. But just remember this:

If he knows as much about you

as he obviously does...

...and he has a very definite plan,

he's probably very clever...

...he knows it's going to take a lot

to make you steal $100,000.

He may institute a reign of terror that'll

make you agree to do almost anything.

You mean he'll try.

- Good morning.

- Morning.

See you next week.

Miss Sherwood.

You have a phone call,

a police lieutenant.

A police lieutenant?

He says it's important.

Take it on your phone.

- This is Miss Sherwood.

- Hello, Miss Sherwood.

You made a serious mistake, Kelly.

You talked with the police.

- No. No, I didn't.

- Shut up!.

What do you think,

this is some kind of a game?

I'm gonna teach you a lesson.

I think Toby'd be interested

in a man like me.

Oh, no!. Please, please.

Rat fink!

- I don't like you.

- You love me.

Oh, I hate you!

Oh, come on.

Come on out.

Come on, Dave.

- Are you ready for this hair?

- What's the matter with it?

- It's wet, that's what's the matter with it.

- So what?

So you haven't got any.

It doesn't make any difference.

I feel like a Coke.

- I'm broke.

- I'm not.

Crazy!

"Kelly, meet me at the Roaring '20s

tomorrow night, 11:00."

Why didn't he just call her

on the phone?

Well, he wanted her to know

how close he was to her sister.

You know, if we just knew

what we were looking for.

Tall, short, 17,70....

A lot of people around

that swimming pool.

Any one of them

could have left that note.

Well, I'll get this off.

Maybe they can identify the type,

the paper, the ink, something.

I'll call Bill Varney over

at the Roaring '20s.

FBl.

One moment.

- I've got a Nancy Ashton on the line.

- All right, put her on.

Hello, Mr. Ripley?

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